Medical Concubine Chenghuang

Chapter 984 Playing Tricks (1)

"For you, this question will not betray the interests of the family..." Yunbei Youyou looked sideways: "I'm just a little curious. Patriarch Qiao has been sitting there quietly watching something, and he has been watching since I came in... ..."

Qiao Yifeng's eyes flickered momentarily, as if he was avoiding Yunbei.

"So, I really want to know, what was he looking at?!"

Yun Bei noticed Qiao Yifeng's dodge.

"Of course, you can choose to answer or not to answer this matter, I don't mind... because this is your right..."

Turning sideways slightly, she suddenly hooked her lips into a smile.

"However, I can also choose not to help you..."

"Help me?" Qiao Yifeng took a heavy breath and raised his head suddenly: "What can you help me? Is there anything I can do for you?"

"What do you think..." Yun Bei stood up leisurely, looking at the direction of Qiao's tent with evil eyes: "What do you want?"

Qiao Yifeng's pupils shrank suddenly, his breathing stopped for a moment, his eyes flickered around, and then he laughed.

"Miss Yunbei, I really don't understand what you are talking about... But I seem to have seen what our old patriarch saw..."

He smiled mysteriously and made an inviting gesture, signaling Yunbei to continue.

"At that time, I took a quick glance. Although I didn't see what it was, I could tell that it was a sketch..."

"Sketch?" Yun Bei frowned unconsciously: "What sketch?"

"A sketch of a weapon...to be precise, something similar to a sword handle..."

Qiao Yifeng gestured with his hand.

"The appearance on the drawing is about this size. I don't know how big it is... There seem to be many patterns on it, but I really can't see what kind of patterns..."

A thin smile appeared on the corner of Yunbei's lips: "Linglongsui..."

For Qiao Yifeng, when Linglongsui made a move, it was a sword, so his attention was not on Linglongsui's handle at all.

"Ah?" Qiao Yifeng was taken aback for a moment, then nodded as if remembering something, "Yes, yes, that's the weapon you used...it's just a hilt..."

When Linglongsui was in Yunlei's hands, he rarely had the chance to show his face. Most of the time, he hid it and kept it like a family heirloom.

So the only people who have really seen Linglongsui are the dead.

Therefore, few people in Jianghu know what the secret of Linglongsui is.

But from Qiao Dandao's point of view, he seems to know the secret of Linglongsui, otherwise there would be no sketches of Linglongsui.

But, how could he have a sketch of Linglongsui? !

No one knows who forged Linglongsui. Even if they knew, they would be the top casting masters. How could such a person let Linglongsui's sketches be left outside casually? !
"Then... why did Qiao Dandao ask me?" Yunbei Dai frowned: "You should know this, right?"

"I know, I know..." Qiao Yifeng nodded and bowed in response: "He knows that the weapon you use is the Linglong Marrow, so he asked me to invite you here, and wants to borrow your Linglong Marrow to take a look..."

Qiao Yifeng suddenly took a breath, and thoughtfully said: "Our ancestors, do you want to find someone to make another Linglong marrow?!"

(End of this chapter)